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She felt so fucking good. I wrapped my arms around her and inhaled deeply, scenting cinnamon and sugar again. This was what I’d been waiting for. This was what my future held. She didn’t realize it yet, but when she fell asleep on me, she had chosen to be mine.
Chapter 5
Thatcher
My eyes opened, and I stared through the relative darkness in my room. There was a storm raging outside, and it hid the morning sun. There was just enough light for me to see that I was either deeply immersed in another dream, or life had finally taken the turn I’d been working towards.
For the first time in my life, I wasn’t alone when I woke in the morning. The most beautiful woman I’d ever laid eyes on was curled up in my embrace. I was spooning her small body, and her sweet little ass was wreaking havoc on my morning wood.
Imogene sighed and wiggled back a little farther into me, making me grunt and mutter, “fuck.” Every muscle in her body tensed; she even stopped breathing.
I dipped my head and nibbled on her ear, grinning when she blew out a breath and shivered. “Good morning,” I murmured.
“Um, Thatcher?”
“Hmmm, hearing my name in your raspy morning voice is sexy as hell, baby.” I kissed her neck, and my tongue darted out to taste her skin. A groan escaped my lips at the subtle flavor of cinnamon and sugar. I was convinced she was going to taste that sweet everywhere.
I gently tugged on her ear lobe with my teeth, then let it go as I scooted a few inches away so I could roll her onto her back. Her whiskey orbs were staring up at me with confusion, but there was also a spark of desire.
Quickly, I shifted so I was hovering over her, blanketing her entire body. I pushed her hair away from her neck, and my lips found purchase on the soft skin there. “You taste so fucking delectable,” I muttered before sucking lightly.
“I—uh—thought you were mad,” she stammered, even as she tilted her head to give me better access. “I figured you were taking me to get a restraining order or something.”
I chuckled and raised my head to look her in the eye. “No, sugar. Pretty much the exact opposite.”
“What?” she asked breathily, though she watched me warily.
“Now that I know about your obsession with me”—she blushed furiously and tried to break our eye contact. It was adorable, but I grasped her chin to keep our gazes locked—“I’m going to keep you as close as possible.”
“I don’t understand. You’re keeping me prisoner? I swear, I’m not a fanatical stalker or anything. You just have such a beautiful face, the artist in me couldn’t help capturing it on paper. You don’t have to—” She stopped rambling when I threw my head back and belly laughed. Damn, she was fucking cute.
“As appealing as the idea is, I’m not going to keep you prisoner, Imogene.”
“But you said—” I cut her off by placing my index finger over her pink lips.
“You have no idea what obsessed truly looks like, sugar,” I told her seriously. “I knew you were mine the moment I saw you for the first time. And, I’ve been preparing for you ever since. I wanted everything to be perfect so you would come willingly and never want to leave my side.” I shook my head ruefully and grimaced. “If I had known you were sleeping on the streets, I would have said fuck it and brought you home sooner.” I was going to be kicking my own ass over that for a long time.
“I didn’t think you’d ever noticed me,” Imogene responded with wide eyes, still confused but also curious. And perhaps it was wishful thinking on my part, but it looked like there was hope lurking in her amber depths.
“I more than noticed you, sugar. I claimed you.”
Her mouth dropped open and while I was tempted to take the opportunity to kiss her again, I knew once I started, I wouldn’t be able to stop. “Let me show you,” I whispered. Half-heartedly, I left the warmth of her body and climbed from the bed.
Imogene paled when she saw my almost naked body. Her eyes devoured me with a hunger that made me swell and harden even more than I had been from lying on top of her.
My big cock tented my boxers, and the movement drew her attention. Once again, her jaw dropped, and her cheeks turned bright red. She licked her lips, and I clenched my hands into fists and grunted, “Sugar, if you don’t stop looking at me like that, I’m going to give that hungry mouth something to suck on. And, that would be a waste of my come.” I didn’t think she could blush any harder, but I’d obviously been wrong.
